One Night, Many Stories

"Creatures of the night and a myriad of other ravishing delights. A virgin taken by a forest spirit- his vines get busy on her crevices. A witch barters herself to the Wild God to save the land. A verdant tale of blooming and rooting. And seeding. Another witch enters a pact with a Demon Lord. Fangs and claws up the sexual ante and the lasses' bodily response. F##K who doesn’t want their skin licked like magic. In Crown of Embers, fire and ice move through mutual hate and being mutual captives to mutual body mapping and- yes- mutual grinding. Whilst in The Echo in the Walls, well, the actual house is literally misbehaving- and that gets a lonely female's body humming. Darkness has a wickedly raunchy touch when it shapes as flesh from the night's shadows. The Greenhouse, Iris and Mason, well, this is a slow burner, like a plant growing from a seed. Clothes, eventually, scatter fast enough like petals. Then it steams up, very lush. The NDA, Ms Wilder, in her new job. Well, the reader gets to enjoy every time she gets to say, “Yes, Mr Vale,” and he replies, “Good girl.” And to finish: After the Wedding: Unhappy, cheated on Harper, embraces the dizziness of touch in forgetting and accepting the ‘this’ moment. The ‘slap of skin on skin,’ ‘chasing nothing but closeness.’ Overall, classy, often teasy erotica. Hey, but it's equally unbridled horny smut lurking in some darkness or the walls or greenhouse. Very enjoyable. "